Living with a magical girl, but a weirdo cadre

In the deserted bar, the guests' whispered conversations were as gentle as the drizzle, sometimes like whispers, sometimes like whispering conspiracies.

In this dimly lit bar, the lights flickered faintly, creating a mysterious and depressing atmosphere.

And every guest present had red eyes and inconspicuous fangs... There was no doubt that this was a gathering place for vampires.

This is where the Goodwill faction runs the business.

But what’s interesting is that there seem to be some [non-friendly] vampires among them... For example, in a corner of the bar, there is a man covered in wounds.

This person was lowering his head and drinking blood, trying hard to recover from his injuries.

His face was filled with fatigue and anger, as if he had just experienced a life-and-death fight... but it wasn't quite as if.

In fact, he did experience a life-and-death struggle.

At this time, another vampire came over. He looked younger than the [non-friendly] vampire.

The other person sat next to the wounded vampire and signaled the bartender to pour him a glass of blood wine...or blood brew.

"Hey Damian, you don't look well."

In response to the other party's words, the vampire called Damian raised his head and said: "It's not that good..."

Damian sighed as he said this.

"During the last resistance rally, the church sent people to hunt us down again."

Damian complained, and the "rebels" he mentioned were actually the radicals, probably just a nicer term.

"This time they sent out a whole team of magical girls and they almost caught me. Luckily I was lucky."

Damian's companion sighed at this.

The church has always been ruthless towards vampires who are still taking action... and in fact, this is exactly the case.

"These sons of bitches are getting more and more outrageous."

In response to Damian's cursing, he sighed and said, "Can't you just stop? The Thirteen Clans are already history."

Damian frowned at his words and said, "History? Who defines it? Humans?"

"It has always been like this. Before it was [The era of vampires is over], and now it's [The Thirteen Clans are history]?"

Eric was angry and questioned all this: "We must find a way to fight against the church, otherwise we will never succeed."

"..."

History...history?

"Damian, vampires don't have their own history."

As he said this, the friendly group seemed to be very emotional, and sighed as he spoke of the indisputable fact: "Whether it is us or any other race, there is no such thing as "our own history"."

This is a world that belongs to humans, and the history that needs to be written is also the history of humans.

History... the same is true for magical girls.

In the history of the country and even the world, the only sentence that the vampire can leave behind is -

[In XXXX, the fanatical vampires headed by the Thirteen Clans were destroyed, and they have coexisted with humans ever since. ]

some type of.

Apart from this, there is nothing left...

But this is already very good. After all, the bloody era was only left with a few strokes in history books.

Even though it might be hard to hear, he still had to tell his companions, saying: "Live in peace with humans... Damian."

"..."

Damian was silent, with a sigh in his eyes. He always felt that... living just for survival seemed too bad.

He really wanted to do something.

Because he is a vampire, always has been and always will be.

Before the two could say anything else, the door of the bar was pushed open and a young woman walked in.

Doesn't look like a vampire.

This place is not known to humans, so it seems a little special... but it does not mean that we cannot entertain you.

This black-haired woman, who looked to be of Chinese descent, looked quite beautiful, a type that even European vampires could admire.

"Yo~whoosh~"

Many vampires immediately began to whistle, and the woman who walked in also noticed this and immediately tapped the ground under her feet.

Almost in an instant, everything was redefined.

The concepts of seeing and not seeing also began to be rewritten in an instant.

Soon, the vampires' expressions became stiff and dazed, and then they returned to their own business.

The woman used one of her colorful eyes to look at each of the vampires present.

It seems like he is examining something.

Then, she found what she was looking for... two young vampires who were talking to each other.

This woman...

Okay, let me be frank...it’s Miss Lin.

Miss Lin looked at the other person, observing his [trajectory] and [possibility], and then reached into the other person's trouser pocket as if no one was around.

Although they were doing something like stealing openly, no one cared.

It could even be considered blatant robbery.

In this way, Ms. Lin simply turned on the other party's mobile phone, logged into a separate website, downloaded a document, and then pressed the phone against the other party's face again...

And during this process, the vampire remained oblivious.

It was not until the document was placed in front of him that he saw what Miss Lin wanted him to see. He instantly took the phone in ecstasy.

Yes, I took it from Miss Lin.

But even so, he still didn't notice anything wrong.

"What is this? Eh?! Could this be? This is what the Thirteen Clans wanted to obtain during their last operation..."

"..."

"..."

Afterwards, the noise in the bar had nothing to do with Miss Lin, and she walked out from the vampires who subconsciously made way for her.

Not paying attention to the noise in the bar behind her, Miss Lin peeked at the double image she could see in her eyes.

Okay, now we can let the bloody disaster continue to happen.

Although because the number of vampires is less than the original destiny, the scale of the bloody disaster is smaller than in the established history.

But fate doesn't care about this.

As long as the bloody disaster occurs, proceeds, and ends normally, fate will gradually bring it back on track.

From this it seems that fate is really something that is quite easy to fool.

With this thought in mind, Miss Lin suddenly realized that as a fortune teller, she seemed to be different after becoming a messenger of God.

It seems that we have lost respect for fate.

But that kind of thing probably doesn't matter anymore.

"..."

With this thought in mind, Ms. Lin drove her Hidden Car and stood on the street, feeling the sense of being isolated from the world.

To be honest, Moirai is a pretty good boss.

For many people, it is just a skill like [invisibility], similar to the [screw tool box] distributed by the company.

It is enough to be the reward for working for God.

Chapter 397: Red on the way to planting the flag

"Forgive me, Yaochuan Guang, maybe next time~"

Cong Yu said this, reached out and touched Yao Chuanguang's forehead, then left the room with Hong.

No matter how you think about it, it is impossible to bring Yaochuan Guang and Lantian Zhu with you.

"Ugh! Stingy!"

Yao Chuanguang protested to Cong Yu and Hong who had just walked out of the door, waving his hands in anger: "Cong Yu, you bad guy!"

Despite Yao Chuanguang's shouting, Lan Tianzhu remained expressionless...

Lan Tianzhu didn’t think he had to go... If she agreed, they could go together, but if she didn’t agree, it didn’t matter.

All I can say is that she is not a clingy puppy.

"Wang Wang Wang! Wang Wang Wang!"

At this moment, the clingy Xiu dog was heard barking here... Lan Tianzhu was playing with his mobile phone contentedly.

Later, Lan Tianzhu saw the news push again.

This news push is like the god of death

, reporting on things like terrorist attacks... This year may be the happiest year for news editors, with a big news every few days.

It's Australia and the Twin Towers.

Thinking of this, Lan Tianzhu carefully looked at the specific push content, and then his always calm expression subtly changed again.

[Romania has fallen! The weirdo called "vampire" is killing again?! The magical girls of the Church are gathering! ]

Another vampire?

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"Hey, isn't it nice to bring Yaochuan Guang and Lantian Zhu with you?"

Hong said this with a teasing look on her face...and Cong Yu looked at her with contempt and didn't say anything.

Good? What a great guy!

How could you think of bringing a magical girl to meet the weird emperor? Besides, it would be better for Yaochuan Guang not to meet Chi You.

Although Cong Yu was not sure whether Miss Chi You could see anything, it was better to avoid things that could be avoided.

"Don't insult my intelligence by saying such things!"

Cong Yu scolded, then sighed and reached out to help Hong smash the flowerpot that fell on her head... It felt like fate had no chance of survival anymore.

Apart from falling objects from high altitudes, exploding household appliances, electric leakage from equipment, and at most a collision with a dump truck, there are no other new ways to kill.

It feels like that's fate.

(Destiny: Wo Ri! I can’t kill it, what can I do?)

At this time, Hong's phone made a sound of incoming messages. She took it out and looked at it, then said, "The doctor said she knows, and she will think of other ways... What did she say?"

Although I could continue to wait and see if the doctor had any other way to change my fate, I decided to give up.

"There's no need to talk about it. Let's just go and check on the Rabbit Man and make sure you're okay."

As he spoke, Cong Yu gradually conceived his next plan, saying, "Then I will take you directly to Chi You and let her see your condition... If she can't see it, then I will let her take action."

The tone of the words sounded as if Cong Yu could give orders to the emperor.

Hong had never met the emperor in her life, and she didn't know if Emperor Chiyou was easy to get along with, but this attitude made Hong a little suspicious...

Cong Yu couldn't possibly be having an affair with the Emperor, right?

Um...it shouldn’t be that serious...right?

It’s hard to say about red.

However, she did not pursue this aspect, but asked specifically: "What action? What is your plan?"

Cong Yu did not hide anything about this and told the readers directly... Bah, bah, bah, tell it to Hong.

"First, let Miss Chiyou withdraw all the groups operating in Japan except the 22nd Group... and declare the completion of Japan's rule."